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Sakira was so tired but she had to eat so she rummaged through the cupboards, and found a box of chocolate biscuits. She heard a noise behind her and whirled around, half expecting to see Diego standing there, forgetting for a moment that he was dead.

It was just the cat, back from a night of prowling. She meowed at Sakira and hopped up on the counter.

Diego was dead. He was really gone. It was just her, her unborn child, and a cat, in a house in the woods. Sakira slid to the floor and started to sob big gulping tears, her entire body wracked with them, unable to stop. She would never see him again, and she missed him so much. She cried until she felt she was out of tears and then she cried some more. Her throat ached with it and her chest hurt and still she could not stop.

Shhhh, my love, said a voice in her head. Shhh, cara, please, stop.

"D-diego?" She looked up but she was alone.

Si, said the voice in her head. It is me.

"Where are you?" she looked around her.

I am here, always, with you.

"But you're dead."

Yes.

She started to cry again.

Sakira, please stop. You will make yourself ill.

"How do I know it's really you?"

She felt a caress, like someone touching her face. It is me.

"Why can't I see you?"

Would you like to?

'Yes."

And then he was there, though she could see through him, but it was definitely him. Tears streamed down her face.

"Diego, I'm s . . . sorry I didn't find you in time."

It isn't your fault. I had a debt to pay. The fault is mine, for ruining that young woman's life.

"I miss you," she said with a sob.

And I you. I am sorry I had to leave you.

"I didn't think ghosts could talk to people."

I was an empath. I still am. I'm not an ordinary ghost. I can talk to you, and touch you, though you won't feel it very much.